Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

Chapter 285 Weapons and Equipment

Zhao Gang stopped asking questions and just nodded: "Commander, family matters are important, but you should also take care of your health. Things on the battlefield are already worrying enough, don't let yourself suffer more.

Zhang Ling's college classmate Wu Ren came to the army, hoping to borrow some weapons and equipment.

As night fell, Zhang Ling was sitting at his desk in the headquarters, reading the battle report from the front. His brows were slightly furrowed, and his heart was filled with worries about the battle situation. The current battle was becoming more and more tense, and the enemy's step-by-step approach forced Zhang Ling to formulate each tactic more carefully.

Just as he was concentrating on analyzing the enemy's movements on the map, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Zhang Ling looked up and replied.

The door was gently pushed open, and a familiar figure walked in. Zhang Ling was stunned when he saw the person coming, and then showed a surprised expression: "Wu Ren? Why are you here?"

Wu Ren was wearing casual clothes, with a slightly tired look on his face, but still full of energy. He walked quickly to Zhang Ling, stretched out his hand and shook Zhang Ling's hand enthusiastically: "Zhang Ling, old classmate, it's been a long time since we last met!"

Zhang Ling stood up, patted Wu Ren on the shoulder, and smiled: "Yes, Wu Ren, long time no see. How did you find this place? Aren't you in the city now?"

Wu Ren smiled, with a complicated look in his eyes: "I came here specially to see you this time, I do have something to tell you."

Zhang Ling noticed that there seemed to be some hidden meaning in Wu Ren's tone, so he motioned for him to sit down: "Just tell me what you want to say. There's no need to be polite between old classmates."

Wu Ren nodded, then took out a document from his bag and handed it to Zhang Ling: "This is why I came to you this time. We are facing some difficulties now and need some support from weapons and equipment."

Zhang Ling took the document and flipped it open to read it carefully. The document listed in detail the weapons and equipment needed by Wu Ren's unit, from light machine guns to mortars, as well as some communication equipment and military supplies. Zhang Ling's brows furrowed more and more as he read it, and a trace of uneasiness gradually emerged in his heart.

"Wu Ren, what's your situation now? Why do you need so many weapons?" Zhang Ling put down the documents, looked directly into Wu Ren's eyes, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

Wu Ren was silent for a moment, then sighed: "Zhang Ling, you can see the current situation. The enemy is pressing us step by step, and the pressure on our work in the rear is increasing. I am now responsible for the supply support in the rear, but recently the enemy has been harassing and destroying our transportation lines, and many supplies cannot be smoothly delivered to the front line. In order to ensure the safe transportation of supplies, we must strengthen our armed forces."

Zhang Ling understood a lot after hearing this. He knew the nature of Wu Ren's current job, but he also knew that the army's weapons and equipment resources were already tight, and each piece was related to the outcome of the battle.

"Wu Ren, I understand your difficulties." Zhang Ling said slowly, with a thoughtful tone, "But you also know that the current situation on our front line is also not optimistic. Every weapon and equipment is important. If we embezzle it to you, it may affect our combat effectiveness here."

Wu Ren's expression became a little serious. He had obviously anticipated Zhang Ling's concerns, but he was still unwilling to give up easily: "Zhang Ling, I understand your concerns, but we are also supporting the front line here. If the supplies in the rear cannot be delivered smoothly, your supply chain on the front line will be broken, and the consequences will be even more serious. We are not fighting for ourselves, but for more chances of victory for the entire battle situation."

Zhang Ling was in a dilemma. He knew that Wu Ren was right, but as a frontline commander, he had to prioritize the maintenance of combat effectiveness. He was silent for a moment, and finally spoke: "Wu Ren, I understand your difficulties, but our resources are really limited. Let me allocate some light weapons and communication equipment to you first, but I can't do anything about heavy weapons and artillery."

Wu Ren's expression relaxed a little when he heard Zhang Ling's decision, but he was obviously not completely satisfied with the result. He took a deep breath and said with a hint of pleading, "Zhang Ling, I know you are in a difficult situation, but you also know that if our transportation lines cannot be guaranteed, the battle on the front line will also be affected. We do need heavy weapons. If you can give us some more, I promise to make the best use of these resources to ensure that the supplies can be delivered smoothly."

Zhang Ling felt a dilemma. He knew that Wu Ren's request was not unreasonable, but as a commander, he could not easily waver in his decision. The use of each weapon must be carefully considered, and he could not compromise because of personal feelings.

"Wu Ren, I really want to help you, but I really can't allocate more heavy weapons now." Zhang Ling's tone became more determined, but still with a hint of apology, "The situation on the front line is very tense, and I can't affect the combat effectiveness here because of the needs of the rear."

A trace of disappointment flashed across Wu Ren's eyes, but he still said unwillingly: "Zhang Ling, can't you really reconsider it? This is not my personal request, but it is related to the needs of the entire battle situation."

Zhang Ling took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He knew Wu Ren's mood at the moment, and he also knew that there was indeed a lot of pressure behind his request, but he had to be responsible for the entire front line.

"Wu Ren, I'm sorry." Zhang Ling said slowly, his tone full of determination, "I know your difficulties, but I have to be responsible for the soldiers here. This is all I can do to help you this time, I hope you can understand."

When Wu Ren heard Zhang Ling's words, his expression finally became a little tired. He was silent for a moment, then nodded and sighed: "Zhang Ling, I understand your difficulties. It seems that this is the only way this time."

Zhang Ling saw Wu Ren finally compromise, and the pressure in his heart was slightly relieved. He knew that he had made a difficult decision, but he also understood that this decision was made out of responsibility for the soldiers on the front line.

"Wu Ren, I promise that if the situation on the front line eases a little, I will try my best to allocate more supplies to you." Zhang Ling's tone was apologetic, "But before that, we must all go all out to ensure that the current battle is not affected."

Wu Ren nodded. Although he still felt somewhat unwilling, he understood that Zhang Ling's decision was made after careful consideration and was not something he could easily change.

"Zhang Ling, thank you for your understanding." Wu Ren's voice was filled with gratitude. "We all know that this battle is not easy for everyone. I will do my best to provide support in the rear and ensure that the supplies are delivered to the front line as soon as possible."

Zhang Ling smiled slightly and patted Wu Ren on the shoulder: "We are all working towards the same goal, whether it's the front line or the rear, we are all of one mind."

The two looked at each other silently for a while, as if they had a silent understanding of each other. Although Zhang Ling could not meet all of Wu Ren's requirements, they both knew that every decision on the battlefield was for the ultimate victory.

"Wu Ren, you can rest here tonight." Zhang Ling suddenly said, with a hint of concern in his tone, "You have come all the way here, it must be hard work."

Wu Ren smiled and shook his head: "No, Zhang Ling, I still have a lot of things to deal with, so I won't bother you tonight."

Zhang Ling nodded. Although he felt a little regretful, he also understood Wu Ren's decision: "Okay, be careful on the road, and contact me if you have any questions."

Wu Ren stood up, held Zhang Ling's hand, and said solemnly: "Zhang Ling, take care of yourself, the soldiers on the front line still need you."

Zhang Ling nodded and watched Wu Ren leave the headquarters, still feeling a little heavy in his heart. He knew the pressure Wu Ren was facing, but he also knew that the responsibility on his shoulders did not allow him to make any compromises.

As the night deepened, Zhang Ling sat alone at his desk, looking at the map on the table, with a lot of thoughts in his mind. Every battle and every decision was related to the fate of thousands of people. He had to stay sober at all times and not let personal emotions influence his judgment.

"The battle is still going on, and we can't let down our guard." Zhang Ling whispered to himself, with a determined light in his eyes. He knew that the road ahead was still full of difficulties and obstacles, but he was determined not to let anyone down, whether it was the soldiers on the front line or the brothers in the rear.

Zhang Ling picked up the pencil again and continued to mark the enemy's movements on the map. His heart was filled with anticipation for future battles, mixed with a hint of guilt and worry for his classmate Wu Ren. He knew that there was no absolute right or wrong on the battlefield, only victory.

Zhang Ling beat Wu Ren, and Wu Ren took out some fine wine and apologized to Zhang Ling.

As night fell, the camp was silent, with only the sound of artillery fire in the distance occasionally breaking the tranquility of the night. Zhang Ling sat in the command post, holding a cigarette in his hand, staring at the battle line on the map, but his thoughts were disturbed by another thing. He had just made a difficult decision and severely taught his old classmate Wu Ren a lesson. Although he felt helpless, as a commander, he could not tolerate anything that threatened the war situation, even if the other party was an old friend he had not seen for many years.

"Commander, Wu Ren is outside." The adjutant walked in cautiously, with an uneasy look on his face. He knew that Wu Ren had just been beaten, and now he came to Zhang Ling again, obviously wanting to continue talking.

Zhang Ling frowned when he heard this, and felt annoyed, but he still said in a deep voice: "Let him in."

The door was pushed open and Wu Ren walked in. His face was still slightly red and swollen, obviously the sequelae of the beating just now. He was holding a package in his hand, and his expression was complicated, with embarrassment and a bit of apology.

"Zhang Ling, I'm here to apologize to you." Wu Renyi said straight to the point as soon as he entered the room, with a hint of sincerity and helplessness in his tone.